WE´VE JUST RECIEVED UNCONFIRMED REPORTS FROM THE WHITEHOUSE IN OUR NATIONS CAPITAL: AT 2:30 THIS AFTERNOON A TERRORIST ROCKET WAS FIRED ACROSS THE WHITEHOUSE LAWN
6 minutes to go,,, and come again. Joe stepped off the platform, his life whizzed by reflected in fragmenting ether, and shards of splintered glass. He plunged downwards,,,
“Hey Yankee-boy" "Looks to me like it´s a mighty fine day for dyin" "What you think?” "Ha, Ha, Ha!!!"
,,,There´s nothing to be done outside of waiting, and occasionally pausing, upon a momentary reflection of the past,,,
Love and peace rains on believers like precision strikes, mere droppings from an F16. This will be their daily bread.
Drops of blood and makeup pirouette lightly from the broken tip of her fine-lined, delicate nose.
The desert highway shimmered in the heat, then stretched out behind the "FULL MOON CAFÉ". The dust kicked up to sting the eye like a rattle-bite,,,
There once was a rich boy,,, named Georgy Bush and his story I will tell,,,, he never did learn an honest days work for his powerfull father,,,, was a powerfull jerk
The heat made things sort of fuzzy, The highway before him, made a beeline straight into a flaming horizon, while a scorpion lay prostrate upon a rock, like bacon frying in the fat.
UMBADA, BOOMBADA YEAH, RAHH!!!!!!! RAHH!!!!!!! DICK CHENEY HE´S OUR MAN !!!! IF HE CAN´T DO IT,,, NOBODY CAN !!! He´s the master,,, of fraud and theft
RUMSFELD, BUMSFELD BONNY, DONNY, DUMSFELD A big cuddly IDIOT talks like a DIDIOT he´s a man of our times BONNY, DONNY, DUMSFELD He´s a tower,,, proud and TALL
Houses topple, one over the other. Like dice, spinning neatly within an ellusive game of ordered chaos.
Sometimes they simply embrace each other with unsettling dis-harmony ,,,,